Breaking down like an engine, ask the Lord for forgiveness
Lyrically ima pilgrim, but I roam with the pigeons
Never needed assistance, coming off as a villain
So I have to remember, why my angels are distant
I'm on a mission, forgetting my ways
Tryna stay afloat, while I'm surfing the waves
I should keep tab of the things ima say
Alerting the ops will just make this a pain
Ima get a hundred grand, yeah
Ima spend it all at wonderland, yeah
Should probably get a hundred friends, yeah
Rage around the park and come again
Ima get a hundred grand, yeah
Ima spend it all at wonderland, yeah
Should probably get a hundred friends, yeah
Rage around the park and come again
Packing every problem I had, sending it home
Freeing up space like a hard drive, I need stay online
I need to stay connected to people I know
The written code, tempest doves, are
covered it gold
Keep the writtens composed, never spitting to choke
I stay alive, no pay to rise, all on my own
Heart withers every time that I think I'm alone
Parting ways with the lies, Don't answer the phone
I'm just tryna enjoy myself, conquor my older self
Die on a solar belt, revive on a courasel
Flirt with the jezebels, I'm as fly as a paracell
No speaking false parallels, bound to grow like mirabelle
Talking with the cops kind of toxic
Murmer up a name, bound to run like a faucet
Waiting for the day to f*cking end, stop the nonsense
You can never understand the truth from the cockpit
When it's said and done,
I’m such a pediatrician.
I got little patience when I got no paper.
I walked my path alone.
I promise you could never squeeze in my size.
Six equals nine to be exact and my district, all over my back...Wide-a-wake
No dress reversal time to shoot the movies.
But honestly, that is irrelevant, I got points to prove and....
I fixed my tie to kill the game.
I fixed my face to kill my name.
Ironic I’m that iconic but I’m only speaking.
I could show you the ropes.
I got the key to ya future.
When I get in my zone it’s a sight to see every night I get top from my jeweler.
Damn I sin a lot but hopefully god will close his eyes and act like he don’t see me.
And I’ll fall in a pile of roses or ball like a cancer patient with a fade away that’ll make Michael Jordan buy a new toupee’ and un-retire.
Get that, I’m noisy as white attire.
Don’t apply I’m never hiring.
Why we try to be saints when all of these angels time us???
Ima get a hundred grand, yeah
Ima spend it all at wonderland, yeah
Should probably get a hundred friends, yeah
Rage around the park and come again
Ima get a hundred grand, yeah
Ima spend it all at wonderland, yeah
Should probably get a hundred friends, yeah
Rage around the park and come again
